The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 137

After the school sports day, Citrine and her brother Travis suddenly found themselves getting along better than ever.

That Sunday, Travis happened to have a basketball game and invited Citrine to come watch. As soon as she arrived, a group of Travis's close friends greeted her and ushered her to a prime seat right in the middle of the bleachers. Someone had even gone out of their way to lay down a soft cushion for her—the seat was so comfortable she almost melted into it.

Citrine glanced around, but Travis was nowhere in sight. "Where is he?" she asked after scanning the court for a while.

"Coach called him over before the game," Sylvan explained. "He sent us to welcome you."

With a proud grin, Sylvan grabbed several large bags from his friends behind him and presented them to her. "Here you go-water, some soda, snacks-we brought everything you might need."

Citrine stared at the three bulging bags in disbelief, her eyes widening. "This is... way too much! There's no way I can eat all of this."

Sylvan just made a playful face. "No worries, just pick whatever you like. Travis told us to make sure you're taken care of."

you to it!" With that, the group

through the bags until she found a snack she liked, nibbling

Citrine right away and waved at her from the court. Citrine mouthed, "Go get 'em, big bro," giving him a silent

one else noticed, but Travis caught it perfectly. He couldn't help but smile to

plus a few unfamiliar faces. As soon as they stepped onto the

but Sylvan looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel. "Who do these jerks think they are?" he fumed, taking a step forward as if ready

He looked across at the other team, his voice icy. "We'll see who the real losers are. Settle it

unimpressed. "Fine by me. Let's see if Havencrest Technical College has anyone who can actually

arrived. "Alright, let's get this game started!" With a sharp whistle,

move, snatching the ball and making a long pass to one of his teammates. Their team moved with seamless coordination; even in the opening minutes, they were already taking

He snapped to attention, and his team